User blog comment:Corbus/A New Home/@comment-2207385-20111026181107/@comment-2207385-20111026191543

Razorclaw gives a faint smile, he puts both paws together and sighs, “I Thank you wall, every last being that went into this feast, the cook, and those whose fates have ended, thank you” he serves himself food from both meat and vegetable, blood and cordials, he mixes them expertly in a strange plate that looks quite appetizable, he starts to eat.